There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child, I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again. I can't explain you will not understand. This is not how I am.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 713 | 2017-03-23 14:48:58 | 76.61 | 96% |
| 550 | 2016-09-12 13:16:48 | 75.93 | 100% |
| 196 | 2016-02-25 22:19:37 | 73.02 | 99% |